rude awakenings and S.O.L - ing

every morning, whenever i want to sleep in,
i wake up to drilling and banging noises,
beside my room.
what a rude awakening.
worst part of it all is that i only have a brick wall
separating my sleepy self from the racket that is the construction next door.

it was so annoying that i started shouting in my room
left right center.
like a mad man.
in the words of Mr. Lua, "Stuuupid!"

i feel like S.O.L
Shouting Out Loud!!

RAWR!!!

*end*

something

something is irritating the crap out of me.
something is annoying me to bits.
something is uber sensitive.
something just wants all the attention.
something just think i have nothing else better to do.
something just cant be satisfied.
something needs a big smack.
something needs a punch to the face.
something needs to just go away.
something needs to leave me alone.
something needs to get a life.
something needs to find something else to fill the time.


after a long thought,


something is teaching me to be more patient.
something is teaching me to not get irritated so fast.
something is teaching me that everyone makes mistakes.
something is teaching me to be a better person.
something is teaching me to not judge so harshly.
something is showing me that everyone is different.
something is showing me something that i will not only encounter here but everywhere.

maybe it's a test?

*end*

i feel

*i sit alone, staring at the floor panels in my toilet*

i feel like im trapped inside a box. i can move, but only a little.
i feel like im trapped inside my own head. i can think, but can never say anything out.
i feel like im inadequate. i know what im doing, but it never seems to be right.
i feel like im restrained. i have a lot of things to say, but never feel that it's right to be said.
i feel like im suppressed inside. i think im free, but yet i don't think i am.
i feel like i should say something. i can, but not without hurting people.

there are about a gizzilion things i would like to express and say it out loud.
but i dont think its right. though i think im doing nothing wrong if i said it, its not right either.
am i doing people a favour by pointing out short-comings?
or am i just a mood-spoiler?

nothing gets to me most, than having to shut up, when everything inside me is screaming their heads off.


*end*